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A Marriage of Inconvenience

A military marriage isn’t easy. Fluctuating schedules, fluctuating priorities; changing goals, changing locations; time together, time apart, time trying to establish what was before.

It’s tough to find a balance some days when you’re married and in the military. And it can be easy sometimes to want to look over the proverbial fence to someone else’s life and wish for theirs.

I spent quite a bit of time this year counseling military wives dealing with troubled marriages. Some were struggling with issues of PTSD; others with infidelity. Still others were just having problems with communication. More than one wife blamed the military for it all.

How can Military Marriages Stay Strong?

A couple of weekends ago I had the opportunity to represent Wives of Faith at a table for one of the pre-deployment briefings the 278th held for their families. This is the largest National Guard unit in Tennessee (3000 or so) and for many it’s their second deployment in four years.

It was a privilege and a pleasure to get to talk with several wives and I got to encourage a few of them who got a little teary. I was in their same shoes two years ago and my heart still skips a bit when thinking back to that time. It’s not an experience you ever forget, preparing to say goodbye to your husband for a year.

Keeping a Strong Marriage

I am so excited to be speaking to the spouses this weekend at the National Guard Association of Louisiana Conference near Alexandria!

We are going to be talking about keeping a strong marriage, and yesterday I sent a question out to my Facebook and Twitter folks asking what they felt was the most important thing required to keep a marriage strong. Thought you’d like to see their responses -

Military Marriages: The Telephone Game

The other night when my husband Cliff and I were teaching our second grade choir class on Sunday night, we were working on learning a new song titled “Speak to Me.” As a way of illustrating how important it is to really listen for God’s voice, Cliff had the kids play the Telephone Game. Did you ever play that? The kids all lined up and Cliff whispered something in the ear of the first kid. That kid then whispered it in the ear of the next kid until the last kid in line got to say out loud what everyone else had said.

Except what started out as “In November, my family and I are going to Disney World” somehow ended up as “The Disney Channel is a lot of fun to watch.” Something definitely got lost in translation!

Though we laugh about it when we’re playing the Telephone game, the miscommunication we can experience in marriage sometimes isn’t always so funny. Sometimes it can lead to hurt feelings. Sometimes it can cause anger, resentment, and even worse reactions.

Communication between ourselves and our husbands can be tough enough when they’re with us, but adding deployments to the situation can cause us double trouble sometimes!

We get phone calls that sound like he’s really tired – but is he REALLY tired? Or does he just not want to talk to me? What if he’s not feeling as strong about me as he used to? What if he doesn’t care anymore? What if he’s just forgetting about me and there’s nothing I can do to stop it?!

See what I mean? It’s the Telephone Game, except we’ve created our very own version – the Military Wife version, where we hear what’s not there and miss what’s actually said. We (mis)read into things and before long, we are absolutely convinced that our marriage is on the brink of disaster. And deployment doesn’t have to be in the mix. Our husbands could be sitting in front of the television in our living room and we may think the same thing.

Take a deep breath. Now, let’s talk about how we can keep the static interference to a minimum…

1. Keep God first in your marriage. It is very easy to get swept up in the emotions and your feelings, especially when you feel like you’ve been wronged or that your husband isn’t responding the way you want him to. 1 Cor. 13:12 reminds us that we don’t see things clearly sometimes, that we’re often “squinting in a fog, peering through a mist.”

This means, ladies, that-I know it’s hard to believe-but sometimes we can misread things! Because as much as we think we understand and know our husbands, they can still surprise us, and quite often, we actually make it more complicated than it is. He sounds tired because, well, he is.

This is why, when something has the potential to set us off and get us upset, that we really need to take it to God in prayer and ask Him to show us how to respond.

It’s been said many times, but it is really true, and I can testify to this in my own marriage, that marriage only can truly work when it follows a spiritual triangle. You’re on one side, your husband is on the other, and God is at the top, at the point. When both of you move closer to God, both of you move closer to each other. When you’re pulling away from God, chances are you are also pulling away from each other. When you keep God as the focus in your marriage, you are less likely to get upset at the little things and you will have more discernment to know how to deal with the bigger things.

2. The way you say something often says more than what you say. My husband can always tell when I’m mad at him about something. I may say “I love you” but it sounds nothing like when I really mean it. I may say “yeah, everything is fine” but the tone of voice I use and my body language can often reveal a completely different truth. But the potential for problems can become even bigger when our marriage is separated by an ocean or two.

He may hear what he thinks is distraction in my voice and think I don’t care enough to focus completely on our conversation, not realizing that he’s called in the middle of me fixing dinner and trying to get our son to eat before he has to be at the ballpark for his baseball game. I may read an email he’s written and be disgusted that it’s so short and think he doesn’t care enough about our relationship to write more than a couple of sentences, not realizing that he’s been up for 20 hours straight and my email was the last thing he did before crashing to bed, so tired he didn’t even bother to remove his boots.

So how do you solve the misunderstandings? Make your communication crystal clear by repeating back something when you think you may be taking it the wrong way. Ask him, you sound tired, are you? Tell him that you’re so glad to be talking to him but hope he understands that you’re trying to get his son out the door. The more you both can make clear to each other, the less chance there is that either of you will lose when it comes to the Telephone game.

3. Take a note from James. He reminds us to “be quick to listen, slow to speak and slow to become angry” (James 1:19). Good advice for our marriages, that’s for sure! You know, when I am patient with my husband, I notice that I feel different, I don’t just act different. When I intentionally say, I’m going to give Cliff the benefit of the doubt, I’m less stressed, less crabby, more loving. And it has nothing to do with his actions or his words or his behavior. It just has to do with mine.

Try an experiment. Take a week to follow and apply this verse to your marriage. Be quick to listen when your spouse wants to talk. Be slow to speak – don’t interrupt him! :) – and ask more questions than statements. And limit your anger. Let things roll off your back. Ask if something really is worth getting angry about and if it isn’t, let it go. See what happens. You may be absolutely amazed at what God can show you if you ask Him to.

Tomorrow: Taking the Me out of We.

Military Marriages

We got to go see Fireproof Friday night. ABSOLUTELY AWESOME MOVIE! If you haven’t seen this movie you need to. I was not disappointed.

There are so many issues that are raised in this film, and it really does a great job of opening up dialogue and communication between couples afterwards. Cliff and I were able to talk about several things in our own marriage, the good and the bad, and he really liked it as much as I did. In fact, he had actually bought the “Love Dare” book that’s used in the movie, before we even saw the movie. (Still waiting to see if he’s going to read/do what it says… I’ll keep you posted ;) )

As a leader for Wives of Faith, I’ve recently received several contacts from military wives who are struggling with their marriages. Some husbands are deployed and want out – some husbands are here and want out. Other marriages are on a strictly neutral course – not failing, but not flourishing either. I don’t know the full extent of any situation and I know there are always two sides to the story, but it breaks my heart hearing about these couples who are about to lose it all, many with young children involved as well.

Military marriages (and frankly, any marriage) cannot survive without a foundation of love, trust, respect and God in it all. It’s impossible. Because we’re human and we’re imperfect and we make mistakes. But God can heal the cracks, put salve on the wounds, and comfort the bruises. When you’re married and in the military, things can often be compounded with long-term separations. “Absence makes the heart grow fonder…or forgetful” – a quote I’ve always remembered from Disney’s animated Robin Hood movie that came out many many years ago. (I know – I’ve just showed my age and my affinity apparently for Disney movies.)

Life in a military marriage does not come completely without choices! We make choices every day how we will respond to something – whether we approach it with love, a benefit of the doubt, a second chance – or whether we approach it with something that’s the opposite – anger, hate, suspicion, deep grievances. I wrestle with these emotions too sometimes.

This week we will look at marriage and some of the ways we can do some preventative maintenance before our marriages are completely broken down. There are ways that you can really make your marriage “Fireproof.” Hope you can join me!

Living on Love

Living on love.

That’s what my husband said we’re doing yesterday and I have to agree. Maybe it’s a corny sentiment, but it’s pretty accurate in our case.

Since he got home, I have embraced, savored and enjoyed our family time. And I haven’t wanted to do anything else.

If you’ve known me for a while, this is a little, ok, really, unusual. I’m a “doer.” I like to “go get ‘em” and multi-tasking and juggling numerous projects is my lifestyle, er, work style. So for me to simply be content to sit on the couch reading a book cuddling with my little boy while he watches an episode of one his many favorite Disney shows, or sitting on the floor with my husband counting change saved up for the last year for our upcoming vacation, well, it’s a little unusual. A lot slower paced. And I really like it.

Yet that doesn’t stop me from feeling slightly guilty, feeling like I’m ignoring other responsibilities like my Wives of Faith ladies, or my writing, or my neighbors and family and friends. I confess, I haven’t answered the phone much. I have checked email but not really replied a whole lot. So if you’ve tried contacting me, don’t worry. I haven’t fallen off the earth. I have just enjoyed being with my family on a little island I’m calling Home.

I think this all stems in part from the way things were before this deployment. Before my husband took off for the other side of the world and took on the role of war hero along with the hundreds of thousands of others who have left their families to serve the greater good. Before, when he was “just” a marketing director at a local radio station, and we were paying bills and hanging out with friends and wishing for what we didn’t have and trying to appreciate what we did but not always being very successful at that. Following life one day at a time. I confess I often saw our family time as an interruption to my other goals, my other passions, my other pursuits. I’ve always wanted to make a difference for God. To turn the world upside down for Him. But in my dogged determination to run a ministry marathon, keeping up with the other ministry marathoners, little things like my husband walking over and calling for a thirty-second hug would actually get on my nerves. I saw it as slowing me down. How wrong I was.

My initial desire for “family time” lasted all of about one week. Cliff came home, we enjoyed those first days as a second honeymoon of sorts and when I saw that he really hasn’t changed a whole lot, that he’s still the same loveable laid-back easygoing guy who left me at the beginning of this year, I convinced myself we could go ahead and get back to “normal.” Normal meaning I would get back on the mouse wheel, throw myself back into the office, start making plans and checking off to do lists.

So that plan lasted exactly one day, and then our son broke his arm and all bets were off on “normalcy” returning to the Horn household anytime soon. And as much as I hate that my little boy has had to go through the pain of a broken arm, the family time we’ve had because of it has been some of the best we’ve had as a family. We’ve laughed and joked and talked and cuddled and played with no schedule, no distractions and I see what we would have missed if things had gone my way.

Of course, eventually, we have to come back to earth. After all, bills do have to be paid. After our trip to Orlando to see Shamu and Mickey, my husband will go back to work, Caleb will go back to school with the addition of a bright neon-orange cast on his arm, and I will resume all of the things I’m involved in with hopefully a different sense of self, sense of family, sense of balance and priority, sense of letting God lead and making every effort to stay behind Him instead of running out ahead as I’m so often prone to doing.

And yet, I hope we don’t stop the living on love part. Because, when it comes down to it, love is the basis of our entire existence. It’s what keeps us going and what drives us forward. It’s what enabled our Savior to lay down His life for us all. It’s the foundation of everything we do and when there are cracks within that foundation, whether in our spiritual life, our family life, or other relationships, that’s when the entire building can start crumbling. I’ll admit my foundation isn’t perfect. I’ve allowed some cracks to form over the last few years. But thank goodness remodeling and renovating is always possible.

How thankful I am for love. Love of a wonderful husband, love of a wonderful son, love of a wonderful Savior who doesn’t give up.